Steve Jeltz

I listened through this album twice today. It may be the least appealing album of music I have ever experienced.

It's "The Hermit Of Mink Hollow" by Todd Rundgren, an album so God-horrible that nobody on the Internet could be bothered to upload a halfway-decent scan of the cover art. Which, that cover art is unappealing right after the gate. It looks like the cover of a tract for a religion that deifies, I don't know, waterlogged reams of seismograph data. Listen to this song and that sentence will either make perfect sense, or not matter.



Listen, man, I often embrace awful, kitschy '70s music, and I do so from a genuine, non-ironic place, but that is seriously the worst fuckin' music. Today, I discussed this man with friend and associate Spencer Hall.

me: there is nothing appealing about anything in this album. NOTHING

i mean, album art: http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51k8Y2Vuw3L._SL500_AA300_.jpg

Spencer: GAH AIDS

me: title "Hermit Of Mink Hollow"

Spencer: Good christ

1:00 PM me: that should be a chapter in The Hobbit

Spencer: He was way better when he was cranked on Ritalin

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXq81-cGJr4

1:08 PM me: even his name is unappealing. RUNDGREN

it's a word that seems like it's supposed to be another word

Spencer: You sound like bad Dutch candy

me: LOL

that album art is also the candy wrapper

1:10 PM Spencer: "Rundgren contains peanut extract, iron filings, and a shitload of viscous licoricey goo you won't be able to wash out of your mouth with industrial solvents."

me: RUNDGREN IS PROCESSED AT A FACTORY THAT ALSO PROCESSES WIG HAIR. MAY CONTAIN WIG HAIR.

1:11 PM Spencer: [eats rundgren]

"I hate you, Rundgren candy."

[COMMERCIAL JINGLE}

1:12 PM me: jingle is just Rundgren dropping a croquet ball into an open harpsichord

1:16 PM there's a soft ballad in this album that's called fucking Bag Lady

THANKS RUNDGREN